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thesummerestsolstice · 1 month

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Unwritten Fics game

I was tagged by @runawaymun to talk about all my as-of-yet unwritten fic ideas! I have many, many of them. Here are a few. Feel free to send me asks about any of them, or to tell me which ones you'd most like to read in the tags!

Earendil-drinks-the-Silmail-AU: see Tumblr post here. Elwing gives Earendil the Silmaril's light to try and heal him from an illness, and both he (and later E&E) now have the light of the Silmaril within them. This causes problems for the Oath of Feanor. Can't decide whether to make it serious and heartbreaking or extremely silly.

Immortal Elros AU: definitely need to post about this one. In which Elros sees the mortals who will become the people of Numenor, loves them, and decides the best way to help them is to be immortal, to protect their descendants and maintain their legacy long after they're gone. He becomes Numenor's beloved guardian, caring for it's people for centuries. This all goes pretty well until Tar-Mairon shows up on the island.

Faustian Bargain AU: when both Gil-Galad and Celebrimbor are captured during Eregion's fall, Elrond makes a dangerous deal with Sauron to get them back. In exchange for their release, Elrond offers to become Sauron's captive, and to help him in his efforts to reach the Void and free Morgoth. Elrond, of course, has other plans. So do the now-free (and incredibly worried) Gil Galad and Celebrimbor.

Unexpected Problems: see Tumblr posts here and here. All about the issues Elrond runs into in Valinor– from people debating about whether or not he counts as an Ainur to Noldor being scandalized that he only wears a couple pounds of jewelry. Also his repeated attempts to stop Galadriel and Bilbo from completely destroying Valinorian society.

The Love of a Parent: Elrond's parents continue to look out for him, whether from beyond the circles of the world or from the stars above. Probably largely outsider POV. A chance for more eldritchry.

On Estel: In which Earendil goes into the void, searching for Maeglin's lost spirit. Slight AU in the sense that it's very Maeglin sympathetic, and has him having a good familial relationship with Turgon, Idril, and Earendil.

Ten Little Soldier Boys: my take on who Finrod's faithful ten were, why they were so loyal, and the moments they each decided they would give anything to keep Finrod safe. OC heavy but very dear to my heart.

Misfits, Outcasts, and other Characters of Ill-Repute: a series of oneshots about the various people who end up in Rivendell and how they got there. Includes canon characters (Glorfindel, Erestor, Lindir, etc.) and some OCs (including an old Feanorian diehard and one of Thingol's bodyguards, and, of course, Garthaglir the Library Orc)

No pressure, but I'm going to second Runawaymun's tagging of @jaz-the-bard (I don't think they've done the game yet but I might've missed it on their blog)

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scummy-writes · 2 months

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DRAMATIC END - GILBERT ROUTE SPOILERS POST

Like the other notes (here), I am continuing my thoughts/notes on Gilbert's route. This post will focus on the dramatic end + premiums. His povs will be a separate post.

I'll be reblogging this post each chapter or so with personal thoughts and general screaming under a cut. I'll be having it in a format with the chapter numbered, and then a cut directly after where I'll be yelling. I already know some major spoilers with gilberts route, so if you have not finished his route yet, be wary.

I'll be using the tags 'Scum Simps' and 'scum plays gil route' for those of you who want to filter it out. Thank u!

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thescrapwitch · 9 months

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Thank you for the tag, @starsuncounted

Make a 24h poll with the names of your wips, let it run its course, and then write a sentence for every vote the winner receives.

Tagging: @echo-bleu @camille-lachenille @sallysavestheday @aroace-moron and @arofili

#my fics #(in progress)#maglor #maedhros #gil-galad #silmarillion

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aquagirl1978 · 1 year

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Dreams and Memories Fade Away - Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

A/N: Part of the Spring Showers Spring Flowers event I am co-hosting with @violettduchess

Pairing: Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader (Gilbert's POV)

Prompt: rain showers + walk in the park, angst -> fluff

Tags: None - slight spoilers/references to his main route and recent story event

“I want you to teach me how to play chess.”

Gilbert looked up; your eyes determined as they met him. He waved a hand, gesturing to the open seat across from him, which you politely took.

“Is this your way of spending more time with me, little rabbit?” he asked as he set the chessboard for a new game.

“No, of course not,” you scoffed, rejecting his assumption. “It’s just, I have always wanted to learn how to play. And I see you so often here, playing.”

He smiled at you. Lies. But… the little rabbit had been paying attention to him and sought him out. Gilbert decided he would let you get away with this as it allowed him to spend more time with you.

And perhaps get closer to you.

Once all the pieces were laid out on the board – the black pieces on his side, and white on yours – he placed a fingertip on the top of a pawn. “Do you know how this piece moves?” he asked.

And thus your chess lessons began. Gilbert as teacher was kind and patient, spending the afternoon with you, teaching you how each piece moved on the board before playing your first game.

He watched with interest as you stared at the board, your finger hovering over a piece as you hesitated before making your move.

“It gets easier the more you play.”

“I don’t have anyone to play against,” you replied, too quick for Gilbert’s liking.

“You can play against me,” Gilbert offered. “We’re friends, aren’t we?”

You pursed your lips, clearly considering his offer. “When?”

“How’s tomorrow?” Gilbert replied, noting the little rabbit didn’t deny their friendship.

*****

Sheets of rain covered the windows, clouding the view outside. Gilbert huffed a laugh as he took his finger off his piece, confident in his play.

The little rabbit won’t be coming today, after all.

He studied the chessboard, analyzing what the next move his opponent would make. It was far more fun to play with the little rabbit.

*****

“I was surprised you didn’t want to play chess today.”

Gilbert tilted his head towards yours. “It finally stopped raining. I thought it would be nice to go outside.” He squeezed your clasped hand, your warmth radiating through his leather gloves.

It’s easier to breathe outside. But the little rabbit doesn’t need to know that.

“I see.”

Gilbert noticed the way you looked at him, detecting a slight bit of wariness as you walked side by side.

“Do you have gardens in Obsidian, Prince Gilbert?”

Why can’t the little rabbit call him Gil? Even just once.

Gilbert paused in thought, the only sound his cane tapping against the stone pathway. “Our soil is poor. It is not suitable for sustaining gardens or farms.”

Even wearing a frown, the little rabbit looked beautiful amongst the roses of Rhodolite. So beautiful, it disgusted Gilbert so much he thought he would be ill.

“Excuse me,” Gilbert mumbled as he reached in his pocket and removed his handkerchief. He coughed into the fabric, more than he would have liked while in your presence. Wiping his mouth politely, he nonchalantly put the handkerchief away as if nothing had happened.

“Are you okay? That cough was pretty bad.”

“I’m fine,” Gilbert smiled.

If only you knew. But then he’d have to kill you.

*****

The little rabbit was never late.

Gilbert brought the chess piece to his lips as he pondered where you might be. Setting the piece down in its spot, he reflected on the many games he played with you.

Games he thought had an expiration date.

Maybe the little rabbit wasn’t coming.

Dreams and memories fade away – was that all this was?

*****

“Sorry I’m late.”

You collapsed into the seat across Gilbert, your cheeks slightly pink as if you had been running.

“It’s okay, you’re here now,” he replied with a smile as he began to set the pieces on the board for a new game. “I know you’d never forget our game.”

You reached out and took some of the pieces, helping Gilbert set the board. “I ran into Walter on my way here…”

Gilbert looked up at you, his smile now a frown, displeasure marring his beautiful face.

There is only one who is permitted to examine him now. And it’s not Walter.

He coughed, covering his mouth with his handkerchief. Your eyes met his, concern etched on your face.

Gilbert had seen this concern before. Many times.

“Should I be worried?” you asked softly.

Gilbert smiled; the little rabbit walked right into his trap. Leaning back in his chair, he let out a laugh. “No, not at all. But if you’d like to examine me, you’re more than welcome to do so.”

Your eyes went wide as he pulled you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist like a vice. Gilbert closed his eyes like a cat being stroked as you brushed a finger across his forehead, checking his temperature. He smiled when you let out a sigh of relief, knowing you wouldn’t have found anything out of the ordinary.

Starved for your touch, he took your hands in his, greedily pressing your palms to his chest.He dropped his voice to a soft whisper, his words taking on a seductive edge, only meant for your ears.

“You really love me.”

“I do.” Your eyes reflected warmth and tenderness as you gazed into his rose-red eye. “I really do.”

“Good,” Gilbert said, rewarding you with a gentle kiss. “Then I encourage you to take your time with your examination.”

Tagging: @redheadkittys @alixennial @rhodolitesroseforclavis @atelier-the-atelier @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @queengiuliettafirstlady @queen-dahlia @ikehoe @ikemen-writer @talfollowingstuff @kpop-and-otome @kisara-16 @altairring @lucyw260 @lordsisterxotome @violettduchess @jet-ivory @bellerose-arcana @yarnnerdally @crypticbibliophile @cilokgoang @scorchieart @tele86 @nightfoxqueen @midnightarxsia @wendolrea @aceuuuu @randonauticrap

#spring showers spring flowers ccc #ikemen series #ikemen prince #ikepri #gilbert von obsidian #ikepri gilbert #ikemen gilbert #ikemen fanfic #ikepri fanfic #otome #otome games #otome fanfic

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searchingforserendipity25 · 9 months

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WIP TITLE GAME

Thanks so much to @sallysavestheday , @starsuncounted and @eilinelsghost for tagging me! Love the idea of a poll writing game.

The idea is for the poll to run for 24h. I do hereby commit to writing as many sentences as the winning option gets votes.

Tagging (with zero pressure!) @mayfriend, @meadowlarkx, @swanmaids, @jouissants, @theworldisquietheretooquiet, @melestasflight , @polutrope , @welcomingdisaster, @that-angry-noldo and whoever would like to participate.

#poll game #wips

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lordgrimwing · 1 month

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Throwback Tuesday

Thank you @thescrapwitch for the tag. Decided to share a couple snippets from one of my older fics that I'm slowly writing a second chapter for. You can check out the whole story on AO3.

“Atto and atya gave us to this Gil-galad. We have to do good here or else he’ll send us away.” “But there isn’t anywhere else to go!” Elrond exclaimed. His mind began to swim with images of them being cast off into the barren wastes surrounding the camp. There was hardly enough food growing in the abandoned fields to keep a handful of sparrows alive, let alone the two of them. He imagined how they would wander without hope, searching vainly for their fathers until they died from hunger or froze in the growing winter. His imagination had many terrible visions to draw from to build their possible fates in his head. The thoughts made his stomach twist, He gagged once, twice, but did not vomit. “Don’t think about that,” Elros said, wrapping an arm around his brother’s shoulders and squeezing him close. “I’m not gonna let it happen.”

And, for Gil-galad's POV

A light rap sounded against the wooden post at the front of his tent. “Enter,” He called, setting aside his quill and looking up. The tent flap opened, letting in a gust of cool air and a very windswept Elros. Gil-galad frowned. “I called for Elrond.” The boy looked at him with wide, innocent eyes. “I am Elrond.” He said.

and one more because I couldn't resist

“What is wrong with him?” Gil-galad asked, gentler now that it was clear Elros had not been trying to hurt his brother. “Nothing,” The boy answered forcefully, as if will alone would make it so. “Do not lie,” He was growing tired of his lies.

hehehe, tagging @bizzybee429, @magendotcom, and @nighttimepatrons. If you don't have a fic snippet, how about part of an old art piece?

#i'm a real sucker for this story #and for e+e being traumatized kids #tag i'm it #elrond #elros #gil galad #the silmarillion #grimwing writes

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thebookewyrme · 5 months

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[PODFIC] you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be by @roserelease

Rating:

Explicit

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories:

M/M

Other

Fandom:

Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)

Relationships:

Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov

Phichit Chulanont & Katsuki Yuuri

Christophe Giacometti & Victor Nikiforov

Characters:

Katsuki Yuuri

Victor Nikiforov

Phichit Chulanont

Christophe Giacometti

Leo de la Iglesia

Ji Guang-Hong

Makkachin (Yuri!!! on Ice)

Vicchan (Yuri!!! on Ice)

Mila Babicheva

Sara Crispino

Michele Crispino

Emil Nekola

Lee Seung Gil

Minami Kenjirou

Additional Tags:

Fluff and Angst

Long-Distance Relationship

Cosplay

Non-Binary Victor Nikiforov

Demisexual Katsuki Yuuri

Nonbinary Character

Closeted Character

Crossplay

Complicated Gender Feelings

Happy Ending

Trans Character

POV Multiple

Slow Burn

Explicit Sexual Content

Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Past Abuse

Aged-Up Character(s)

Language: English Stats: Published:2024-01-06Updated:2024-01-06Words:33Chapters:1/32Hits:0

BookewyrmeWritesFic

Summary:

" More than anything, Yuuri wants to impress his cosplay role model Viktor Nikiforov, aka Nike Cosplay. But after a horrible start to a convention weekend, he panics and backs out at the last second to meet his idol. Normally this would be fine, except Yuuri discovers too late that there's a little Viktor related secret inside the con vlog his best friend filmed over the course of the weekend for him... It's fine, he thinks. Embarrassing, but not the end of the world. And it's not like Viktor himself will ever see the con vlog, so why worry? (Except for when one fateful, lonely night, Viktor does.)"

I AM BACK IN THE RECORDING BOOTH* BABY!! It feels so good to be back recording podfic. And I'm super excited to share this excellent fic with y'all, truly this fic means so much to me, it helped shape my own relationship with gender (among other fics). All your genderqueer Victuuri dreams are here my dears! Now with a genderqueer voice to narrate them!

*Not actually a real recording studio, who has money for that, I just do it in my bedroom when the cats are asleep.

#podfic #yuri on ice #victuuri #yuuri katsuki #victor nikiforov #fan work #new podfic #nonbinary #genderqueer

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ao3feed-nace · 2 months

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Burning Bride: The Lust Wins

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JH06AzC by Anonymous Burning Bride except when Nancy touches someone they get filled with unrelenting lust for her. Instead of staying in the freezer all day, some kind gentlemen let her out and they work through the lust together. This was supposed to just be smut with more smut but I must confess that a smidge of real feelings slipped in. Words: 6117, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Nancy Drew (TV 2019) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Nancy Drew, Ace (Nancy Drew), Abe Tamura, Gil Bobbsey Relationships: Ace/Nancy Drew, Nancy Drew/Abe Tamura, Gil Bobbsey/Nancy Drew, Nancy Drew/Ace/Abe Tamura/Gil Bobbsey Additional Tags: Burning Bride, MFMM, Foursome, this is basically just smut, Tamura pov followed by Nancy pov followed by Ace piv read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JH06AzC

#nace fanfiction #nace #nancy drew cw

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rxckbellz · 23 days

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• • • 𝐏𝐎𝐕 𝟎𝟎𝟒 : 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖔! • • •

a situação para gilbert era, de fato, complicada, para não dizer calamitosa. enquanto distraía um touro de cólquida enfurecido e que, naquele exato momento, corria atrás dele com os chifres apontados para suas costas, um grifo embriagado estava muito provavelmente prestes a se juntar à perseguição. dito isso, não tinha muito o que ele pudesse fazer, afinal, ele mesmo tinha se colocado naquela furada. restava tentar enrolar os monstros até seus amigos chegarem para ajudá-lo.

personagens citados: @christiebae ; @evewintrs & @azolman

@silencehq

tw: sangue.

àquela altura, gilbert tinha adrenalina suficiente correndo por seu corpo para que conseguisse mover seu braço ― que havia sido ferido na luta anterior com os grifos ― quase sem sentir dor. o latejar da região dilacerada era apenas um cutucão um pouco incômodo na parte de trás de sua cabeça, de forma que podia ser facilmente ignorado. isto é, até ele precisar fazer esforço significativo com aquele braço, é claro. só a corrida da casa assombrada até uma área mais aberta entre os brinquedos do parque tinha sido o suficiente para que a ferida voltasse a sangrar. o curativo improvisado que havia feito com a manga de sua camiseta agora estava empapado de sangue, e o líquido vermelho em breve começaria a escorrer por seu braço. sendo bem honesto e realista, o filho de hermes não achava que aquele ferimento seria a causa de sua morte, mas era algo que certamente iria atrasá-lo durante o combate. infelizmente, não era como se ele pudesse parar para refazer o curativo, tinha um touro de bronze em seu encalço, afinal.

para sua alegria, porém, o touro de cólquida era uma criatura grande e pesada, o que o tornava lento. não o suficiente para que considerasse relaxar ou baixar a guarda, afinal, o monstro, principalmente quando investia para dar uma chifrada, ainda se movia muito velozmente para um animal daquele tamanho. precisava tentar cansá-lo antes de atacar, usando de seus pés leves e sua destreza como principal vantagem. agora que tinha mais espaço para trabalhar ― uma pequena clareira entre a montanha russa e o carrossel, que se abria para a área de barraquinhas de doces e tiro ao alvo do parque ― estava na hora da dança.

o touro ainda tinha seus olhos brilhantes fixos no gorro vermelho de gilbert e, balançando o tecido rubro na frente do monstro como a bandeira de um toureiro, o rapaz esperou que a criatura viesse em sua direção. ― ôôô, touro! touro! ― chamou a fim de fixar a atenção do monstro em si mesmo, observando a criatura riscar o chão com a pata antes de começar a correr com os chifres em riste. um mugido selvagem escapava de sua garganta em meio à investida, que terminou em frustração quando o semideus habilmente desviou para o lado, puxando o gorro consigo e fazendo o touro passar reto. ― olé! ― gilbert exclamou, orgulhoso e satisfeito.

aquela dança continuou por algum tempo e, em algumas das passadas do touro perto de si, o filho de hermes aproveitou para esfaqueá-lo, entretanto, o bronze celestial de billy the kid apenas riscou superficialmente a pele metalizada da criatura, mal provocando um sangramento. na verdade, o touro sequer parecia incomodado pelo contato das lâminas do semideus com sua pele. era como ele temia, a carcaça daquele bicho era muito resistente, e ele precisaria ser mais criativo para feri-lo de forma substancial. a parte da criatividade em si não era um problema, o que estava começando a se tornar problemático, porém, era o fato de que gilbert estava ficando cansado. e bem antes do touro, na verdade, que parecia ficar mais enfurecido a cada "olé" gritado pelo rapaz.

não muito distante dali, gil podia ouvir os grasnados do grifo, entretanto, como a criatura não apareceu para lhe dar um rasante, imaginou que uma das meninas tivesse aparecido para prestar reforço. foi quando ouviu o rugido de um leopardo que, sem esforço, o rapaz reconheceu como vindo de evelyn. ótimo! com a preocupação secundária de ser atacado pelo grifo fora do caminho, poderia parar de brincar e se concentrar completamente em derrubar de uma vez aquele touro maldito. a pequena distração do rapaz, no entanto, custou-lhe seu gorro. como estava ocupado conferindo se o grifo apareceria para dar um "alô", o filho de hermes não saiu da frente do touro rápido o suficiente, e o animal levou o acessório consigo, preso em um de seus chifres. agora, o touro corria em sua direção mirando diretamente em seu estômago.

para o bem ou para o mal, gilbert teve uma ideia. pessoalmente, ele considerava aquela sua ideia genial e apenas parcialmente suicida. quando o touro atacou, o semideus não se preparou para desviar no último segundo, em vez disso, pulou por cima da cabeça do animal, impulsionando-se com todas as suas forças. enquanto estava no ar, usou o gorro, já todo puído e sujo de suor e sangue, que estava preso no chifre do monstro, para se puxar na direção dele e montar em suas costas. em sua cabeça, o filho de hermes já pensava em contar vantagem no acampamento, sobre como tinha montado em um touro de cólquida.

agora ele só precisava sobreviver àquilo.

a criatura esperneou, chutou, mugiu e bufou, desferindo coices para todo lado, tentando desesperadamente tirar o semideus de suas costas. ― yeeeeháááá!!! ― gilbert gritava, rindo, enquanto segurava-se na crina do touro, uma das poucas partes do animal que não era feita de bronze. também usava de suas pernas para se agarrar ao torso do bicho, buscando evitar ao máximo que seu quadril escorregasse. dito isso, o rapaz sequer tinha qualquer brecha para puxar uma de suas adagas e tentar esfaquear a criatura, usando de toda sua força e concentração para permanecer montado. enquanto isso, o touro, completamente desesperado para tirar o filho de hermes dali, começou a se jogar contra estruturas próximas. primeiro, ele acertou o carrossel com a lateral de seu corpo, fazendo com que gilbert também se chocasse contra o brinquedo. o impacto havia sido feio e certamente deixaria um hematoma, mas ele permanecia firme, por mais que, agora que estava fazendo força, seu braço machucado estivesse praticamente jorrando sangue. a crina do bicho estava ficando escorregadia e grudenta, ele não conseguiria segurar por muito tempo.

em seguida, o touro continuou a se chocar com o que quer que estivesse próximo ― de barracas a banheiros e brinquedos ― até que, por fim, correu com cabeça abaixada em direção à maior estrutura ali próxima: a montanha russa. ver o topo da montanha russa elevando-se sobre sua cabeça fez gilbert sentir um frio em sua barriga, de forma que ele simplesmente deixou que suas mãos escorregassem pelo sangue acumulado na crina e suas pernas relaxassem e, com apenas um coice, foi jogado para a lateral, colidindo com um carrinho de pipoca com muita força. o carrinho foi praticamente obliterado pelo peso e pela força com que o semideus foi arremessado, rolando com o corpo do rapaz até que ambos se chocassem com o carrossel e parassem. o impacto fez com que gilbert ficasse completamente sem ar e, pela dor que subiu à sua cabeça de súbito quando se mexeu, devia ter quebrado uma costela, talvez várias.

o touro, por sua vez, que já estava correndo com muita velocidade para frear a tempo, atingiu com tudo a montanha russa. o semideus observou parte da estrutura colapsar bem em cima do monstro, fazendo uma enorme nuvem de poeira subir ao seu redor. gilbert estava zonzo e com uma respiração tão feia que parecia um cachorro com asma, estava difícil de ver qualquer coisa naquele estado e o horizonte empoeirado só piorava as coisas. tudo o que ele sabia é que diversos destroços haviam voado para todo o lado e, em sua mente, ele torcia para que o bicho tivesse se transformado em pó debaixo da montanha russa.

como se em resposta ao seu pensamento, por fim, ao se sentar, o rapaz viu um par de olhos brilhantes no meio da poeira e dos escombros. ― essa porra não morre nun... ― cuspiu sangue, ele devia estar mais machucado internamente do que imaginava. tentou rolar para o lado, agora que estava machucado e cansado, estava praticamente indefeso contra aquela coisa, precisava correr, entretanto, não conseguiu. ao olhar para baixo, o filho de hermes viu que uma de suas pernas havia sido perfurada por uma haste de metal, estava preso ao chão. tentou pegar uma de suas adagas, mas o cinto havia voado para algum lugar quando bateu contra o carrinho de pipoca, ou seja, também estava desarmado.

a criatura em si também não parecia muito melhor. pela quantidade de vezes que seu peito subia e descia, era possível ver que estava cansada, e os escombros que caíram em cima dela ajudaram a abrir as feridas de faca que gilbert havia feito anteriormente.

monstro e semideus se encaravam, como se soubessem que um deles, no momento seguinte, estaria morto.

o touro começou a bufar e a arrastar a pata no chão, e gilbert começou a procurar por algo para se defender da inevitável investida que viria a seguir. tateando desesperadamente pelos escombros, ele encontrou algo que não esperava: um chifre de bronze. ao olhar brevemente para a criatura, que já começava a correr em sua direção, percebeu que, de fato, agora ela tinha apenas um único chifre em sua cabeça. àquela altura, o filho de hermes mal conseguia se mexer, mas precisava tentar, afinal, havia prometido à sua irmã que retornaria. no último segundo, ele segurou o chifre com as duas mãos e o estendeu na frente do corpo, com a ponta afiada na direção da cabeça do bicho.

o som de metal dilacerando carne ecoou brevemente pelo local e, com um baque enorme, o corpo do touro caiu para o lado, morto, com o próprio chifre enfiado bem no meio da testa. logo, o monstro começou a se desfazer em pó dourado e gilbert se permitiu relaxar, deixando o corpo cair para trás, encarando o céu estrelado da noite. os cantos de sua visão já estavam ficando escuros quando ouviu passos e vozes se aproximando de sua localização. mais uma vez, o rapaz cuspiu sangue, mas conseguiu deixar passar algumas palavras: ― s-será que vocês podem pegar o meu cint...

e tudo ficou escuro.

#gil tags: povs.#gil tags: missões.

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ladygreywritesstuff · 5 months

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WIP Round-Up

Ty @aislingdmdt for the tag!

Tagging anyone who'd like to play!

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

Game of Thrones/ASOIAF WIPs

Falsehoods -- a re-telling of True or False from Roose's PoV (Roose Bolton x OC of House Frey

Aftercare -- sequel to Therapy (Roose Bolton x Fat Walda Frey)

Untitied trilogy of three intersecting stories:

Sprung from Good Seed -- Barristan Selmy x Perriane Frey fic that begins during the Greyjoy Rebellion and extends to the end of ASOIAF

Above the Rest -- Jason Mallister x OC, overlapping timeline with Sprung from Good Seed

Family, Duty, Honor -- Brynden "Blackfish" Tully x OC of House Frey, overlapping timeline with Sprung from Good Seed

What Storms May Blow -- Barristan Selmy X OC of House Frey, I started this in 2017 and it is probably 80% done. I'd really like to finish it!

Stardew Valley

She Walks by Moonlight -- werewolf AU, Marlon, Gil, Farmer story narrated by Gunther

Kink -- one-shot follow-up to Dig Deep featuring Marlon/Riley.

Stardrop -- Marlon/Riley one-shot for Lilyy on GFS. Marlon gets Riley a Stardrop for her birthday.

Untitled Sequel to Dig Deep -- Several years after the events of Dig Deep, Linus passes away and Marlon and Riley help guide Gil through his grieving

Untitled Wizard fic -- OC Natasha comes to Pelican Valley to work as the editor of the new paper, the Pelican Times. Same universe as Dig Deep. Natasha explores the more supernatural storylines of SDV as Riley doesn't have a supernatural bone in her body. Rivals to lovers trope featuring Wizard x Natasha

Special Ballot -- Marnie/Willy fic. Willy teaches Marnie how to fish, Lewis gets jealous and raises the taxes on the beach, making it impossible for Elliott and Willy to live and work there. There's only one thing Marnie can do -- run for Mayor in the next election.

One Weekend in Spring -- Leah needs a fake boyfriend to attend Kel's wedding with her. Who better than Elliott?

Good Soup -- Jodi/Gus fic. Jodi and Kent divorce. Jodi takes a job helping Gus in the kitchen. Romance ensues.

Untitled Pam redemption fic -- Pam finishes a rehab program in Zuzu City and decides not to return to Pelican Town feeling she is too much of a burden on Penny. Pam moves to Castle Village and buys a small horse ranch. She rents off various parts of the property in order to make mortgage payments, and finds a companion in the widower who rents the old barn for his woodworking endeavours.

Rings of Power

Respite -- either Elendil/Reader or Elendil/OC, takes place after the fall of Numenor as Elendil is establishing the kingdom of Arnor

#ladygreywrites #WIP #writer asks #yikes

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child-of-hurin · 4 months

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Fic author interview meme - tagged by @anghraine!

Apologies if you've already done this and I missed it, but tagging @squirrelwrangler @undercat-overdog @chthonic-cassandra @hoeratius @outofangband @seagodofmagic and everyone else who sees this and feels like doing it :)

1- How many works do you have on AO3?

58, more than I thought

2- What's your total AO3 word count?

146,888

3- What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Surrender, 615 words, The Mirror Visitor, 149 kudos 2. Locked, forgotten, 1,6k words, ASOIAF , 91 kudos 3. With imperious hand, Fate turns the wheel, 8,8k words, Queen’s Thief, 85 kudos 4. Simple fix, 2,8k words, Supernatural, 77 kudos 5. Tied: Cupid and Psyche, 742 words, Queen’s Thief, 66 kudos A flower trampled underfoot, 1,9k words, Silmarillion, 66 kudos

I have a couple of anonymous/orphaned works that I can recall that have way more than any of this: one Azula/Zuko that has over 350 kudos and a Wincest fic that’s currently on 289! They’re both pure E-rated kink, so I think it figures hahaah.

4- Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to, but sometimes I get a little stumped between a desire to respond in depth vs the conscience that ao3 comments are not really the place for fandom conversation…

5- What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

IMO, either my most recent Vinland Saga fic “Ordeal,” or my first posted fic ever, “Barren”, about Míriel and Pharazôn.

6- What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

I’m thinking it’s probably “Washed Ashore”, a short fic that ends with Gil-Galad telling Círdan that Ëarendil is alive and returned with an army in tow.

7- Do you write crossovers?

8- Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I know I did but it was in an orphaned work and I can’t recall which, or what fandom it was for? But I think that’s why I switched to just publishing anonymously instead of orphaning it altogether, so I can still delete comments and stuff. Haven't had to, though.

9- Do you write smut?

Occasionally :)

10- Have you ever had a fic stolen?

11- Have you ever had a fic translated?

I THINK so, because I remember someone asking me about it, but I can’t recall which fic or what language…

12- Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I wanna do that with Kate!!! Maybe one day

13- What's your all-time favorite ship?

The ship I’ve written the most for on ao3 is Irene/Gen from Queen’s Thief, and it’s definitely one of my top favorites!

14- What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I don’t usually post fics unless they’re finished or very close to. So the answer is something in my fic folder tentatively called "A Mirror, Cracking", which is an AU of Niënor in Brethil, if she remembered who she was! I'm suuuper fond of it and likely never finishing it, I plan to post it unfinished at some point, amnesty-style.

15- What are your writing strengths?

I think I’m good at creating a dramatic scene! Or let’s put it this way: it’s what I enjoy the most when I write

16- What are your writing weaknesses?

I’d like to write longer, more committed stuff sometimes, but I find it very hard! I also think my prose is very commonplace, but it doesn't actually bother me.

17- What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I avoid doing that at all costs. I either put a descriptive indicating they’re speaking another language, or I say the POV character can’t make it out. I don’t think it’s tacky and I don’t judge it in writing, I just don’t like doing it myself.

18- What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Tolkien <3

19- What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

My dream is to write a Mediana/Ophélie fic for The Mirror Visitor, simply I think this ship is insanely hot and there was just one meager 155 word ficlet for it last time I checked! I have some notes for a fic but lost steam; maybe reading the English translation of those books will do the trick.

20- What's your favorite fic you've written?

I’m super fond of “A haunting”, one of my fics with the least amount of kudos... which I understand, because it really is one of those “I wrote this for myself but you can read it if you want to” cases—in terms of themes, characterization, style and format, corny quote at the beginning, etc, super indulgent. I really just had a lot of fun with it and it still touches me whenever I reread it, and I think the language and characterization are pretty solid! I like it a lot and I'm super proud of it :)

#actually I'm really fond and proud of my númenor fics in general... i also really like 'an account of the fall'#i think the quality of the writing there is above my usual technique-wise #and i think 'death of a lady' is still a very charming read if a little clumsy in parts #fic meme

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scummy-writes · 2 months

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GILBERT ROUTE SPOILERS POST - HIS POV - MAIN ROUTE

Like the other notes (here), I am continuing my thoughts/notes on Gilbert's route. This post will focus on the His Povs for his main route.

I'll be using the tags 'Scum Simps' and 'scum plays gil route' for those of you who want to filter it out. Thank u!

#scum simps #scum plays gil route

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undercat-overdog · 1 year

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Once upon a time, the brilliant @aipilosse and I realized that Annatar's name could be abbreviated as "Atar". We subsequently dub-conned each other into writing daddy kink. The result of this was the series (ann)Atar. Some fics in the series are also tagged with RoP, since they were inspired by show leaks (but written before it aired).

Previously in the anon collection, now unanon.

Atar - Like us, Celebrimbor realizes how Annatar's name can be shortened. Rough sex, a headhopping pov, and many "Oh, Atar"s ensue.

Atar Knows Best - teasing leads to rough blow jobs. We researched citrus horticulture for this.

Adar - genuinely one of my favorite fics that either Aipi or I have ever written and I'm proud of it. Inspired by learning that the show would have a character named Adar. Exactly 16969 words of smutty brilliance with... well, with lots of kinks. Sauron gets fucked in this one. He also disturbs dust motes to give himself a halo.

Gil-adar - inspired by another summer show leak, in which Gil-galad's actor said the character sees himself as something of a father for Middle-earth. Gil-daddy comes to Eregion to take control of two naughty boys, impact play in the first (and so-far only) chapter ensues. Solo written by myself.

Grown-up Conversations - Tyelpe gets himself into trouble, yet again. This one anticipated Haladriel. Omorashi and snotty, snobby Celebrimbor. Also jokes about threesomes with Turin. Solo written.

#my fic #co-written fic #aipilosse #celebrimbor #sauron #gil-galad #silvergifting #tbh daddy kink is so much easier to write when you can use atar/adar/ada/atya instead of daddy or father #partly inspired to deanon by annoyance at treating smut as a lesser or inappropriate genre #but also i really like these works!#oh cowriter i've gotten so much joy from these

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thescrapwitch · 2 months

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Writing Patterns

Thank you @starsuncounted for tagging me! Here are the first lines of my last ten fics. I went with the opening lines for first chapter in my longfics ones since I was curious if there was any difference in how I started those compared to how I started my one-shots.

1 For Want of a Crown (ch 1) "Fëanáro did not think that Nerdanel would come." Silmarillion - M - So. Many. Characters!

2 Reforged (ch 1) "Maeglin did not die, though he would not realize it until years and years later." Silmarillion - G - Maeglin, Celebrimbor and others

3 Those That Remain (ch 1) "Novembers could be an awful month when they put their mind to it and this one, thought Daeron, was in the running for being the worst." Silmarillion - G - Daeron, Maglor, Lindir

4 The Price We Pay “One little bird on a roof in Tirion…” Silmarillion - M - Maglor, Maedhros, Fingon

5 A Flame Among the Ice "Before Indis had ruined his childhood, little Fëanáro would sit beside his father and demand stories of the crossing every night before bed." Silmarillion - G - Fëanor and many others

6 Soft-Shelled Soul "At first, Maedhros thought he lingered in Irmo’s realm." Silmarillion - G - Maedhros, Crablor

7 Flickers in the Dark (ch 1) "Being dead felt a lot like floating in water." Silmarillion - G - Gil-Galad and many others

8 The Conditions of Existence "Performing surgery on one’s soul was not a pleasant process." Silmarillion - G - Annatar, Celebrimbor, Sauron

9 Life in Miniature "They’d been drunk when Turgon first suggested the plan, not realizing how such a simple idea would grow and consume his life." Silmarillion - G - Turgon and many others

10 Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark "The four of them met by chance at the Prancing Pony." Silmarillion - G - Maglor, Aragorn, and some unlucky OCs

I seem to like setting up the story with shorter exposition lines, getting as quickly as I can to the main focus of the fic. Most of these also come from the main POV character of the story, so that way the readers know who the story will be focusing on. Also, a lot of setting up an expectation a character has only for it to be countered in the following sentences.

This was fun! Tagging: @dreamingthroughthenoise @echo-bleu @lordgrimwing @arofili @aroace-moron @whovianofmidgard @camille-lachenille and whoever else wants to join in. No pressure!

#my writing #thanks again for the tag!#silmarillion

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